Hong Kong Films: Full of Glory, Become the Strongest Bad Guy

The stretched body allowed Wang Jin's flexibility, explosiveness, and flexibility to improve again.

He raised his hand and punched Xu Zhengyang's face! .

Chapter 34 Salted fish mentality, Xu Zhengyang!

Wang Jin's punches are in the style of the actual combat school, both ruthless and heavy, coupled with the powerful force brought by his terrifying physical fitness!

The punch he raised his hand had just come out, but it had already arrived in front of Xu Zhengyang, making Xu Zhengyang feel a strong death crisis.

If he didn't block, the punch might blow his head off.

Xu Zhengyang, who has experienced many battles, certainly does not feel that this is just an illusion. This instinctive death crisis has saved his life many times, so he chose to trust his intuition without hesitation.

He crossed his arms to his face, forming cross hands, blocking Wang Jin's punch.

bang....

As soon as the two touched each other, Xu Zhengyang only felt a numbness and pain in his arms, as if he was about to lose consciousness. The huge power was directly transmitted to his whole body through his arms.

In order to get rid of that terrifying power, Xu Zhengyang had no choice but to back up again and again. The whole person retreated seven or eight steps at once, knocked down the sofa, and then stopped slowly, looking at Wang Jin with serious eyes.

Seeing this scene, Wang Jin felt at ease. For so long, he hadn't used all his strength to strike, because he was afraid of killing someone with one punch.

Now, after Xu Zhengyang received his punch, he only took seven or eight steps back, without any appearance of injury. He really deserves to be the strongest shield.

Such a good target cannot be encountered at any time.

"Come again!"

Seeing Lie Xin's joy, Wang Jin shouted loudly, regardless of Xu Zhengyang's willingness or not, he rushed towards Xu Zhengyang all at once.

Seeing Xu Zhengyang, his face changed slightly. He had just received Wang Jin's punch. The huge force made his arms still numb, and he couldn't exert much strength at all.

In desperation, Xu Zhengyang could only retreat while relying on a pair of sharp legs to resist.

The legs are longer than the hands, and they are more powerful. It is not a problem to block Wang Jin's fist.

However, legs are not hands after all, not as flexible as hands!

Fighting between masters, this retreat is equivalent to giving up all the initiative to attack to Wang Jin.

Fist to the flesh, melee combat!

Since inheriting the strength of Tian Yang Sheng, Wang Jin has never fought so happily, and has been restrained until he met Xu Zhengyang.

This battle, Wang Jin was completely happy, but it was hard for Xu Zhengyang. He was suppressed the whole time, like a target, and he didn't find a chance to fight back, because Wang Jin's fist was too powerful.

Xu Zhengyang had never thought about how Wang Jin, who seemed to be not much different in size from him, could burst out with such terrifying power.

Moreover, Wang Jin didn't use his legs the whole time. This is where Xu Zhengyang felt terrible.

In real combat, there are no rules, and the main purpose is to subdue or kill the enemy.

There is a saying that is good, the hands are two doors, and the legs hurt people!

Compared with nimble hands, strong and heavy feet are powerful offensive weapons.

It is impossible to knock a person unconscious with a punch without training, but with a kick, even ordinary people can do it as long as they master the skills.

That's the difference.

Wang Jin didn't use his legs during the whole process, which means that his strength has been greatly reserved.

Even Xu Zhengyang had to admit this, and he would only lose in the fight.

"I lost!"

Xu Zhengyang, who had no expression on his face, directly chose to stop, and said these three words.

With Xu Zhengyang admitting defeat, Wang Jin was also embarrassed to continue fighting.

The fist that had already reached Xu Zhengyang's chest stopped half an inch away from Xu Zhengyang's chest.

Withdrawing his hand, Wang Jin did not expect Xu Zhengyang to admit defeat, and asked Xu Zhengyang with a strange look.

"You will also admit defeat?"

"Why not? My profession is a bodyguard. Protecting the safety of my employer is my main task. Whether I win or lose is not important to me!

What Xu Zhengyang said made Wang Jin not know how to refute, or how to evaluate, Xu Zhengyang would be fine.

If, according to Xu Zhengyang's profession, then his mentality is the most perfect, honor or disgrace, with the goal of the employer's safety, no wonder he will become one of the strongest in history.

However, according to himself, this indisputable mentality has restricted the further improvement of his strength, which means that Xu Zhengyang's strength has reached its peak.

In the future, if Xu Zhengyang's mentality does not change, it will be difficult for him to improve his strength.

Wang Jin couldn't say whether it was good or bad, anyway, it was a pity that he couldn't fight against the stronger Xu Zhengyang.

In the battle just now, he didn't even use [-]% of his strength.

Especially with the deepening of the battle, Wang Jin's understanding of himself is further deepening and familiarization, and the control of power is becoming more arbitrary.

Wang Jin inherited Tian Yangsheng's strength and experience in fighting, but everyone's body is different.

Tian Yangsheng's physique is definitely not as terrifying as Wang Jin's. If he wants to release all the terrifying potential of this body, he must fight evenly.

This is also Wang Jin's regret. Although Xu Zhengyang is not an evenly matched enemy, he is also a long-lasting and resistant target, and can also help Wang Jin tap his own potential.

It's a pity that Xu Zhengyang gave up after a few tricks!

"I don't know, when will I find an evenly matched opponent!"

Wang Jin sighed a little. At this moment, he finally understood why those invincible masters in those martial arts novels bothered to train their opponents.

Invincible, it is so empty and lonely!

Fortunately, Wang Jin's state of emptiness and loneliness only lasted for a short time, and what he traveled through was not the world of martial arts.

This is a modern society. Personal strength is invincible. After all, you can't block bullets and sniper rifles. Even if you can avoid bullets and sniper rifles, can you still avoid missiles?

In terms of personal strength, Wang Jin can't find an opponent for the time being, and Wang Jin is going to shift his interest a little bit.

His marksmanship has always been at the same level. It is not as good as the top, but it is more than the bottom. There is still a gap between him and the real top level.

In the past, he had money, and it was not convenient to use it openly, so Wang Jin never joined the gun club.

After all, to join the gun club, the annual membership fee alone costs tens of thousands of Xiangjiang coins.

This is not what an ordinary poor man can afford. Even if he is a probationary inspector, the salary and bonus are added up, and it is only enough to reach the threshold.

Now that he has the bright side of horse racing, which can cover up his many unknown sources of money, Wang Jin naturally needs to practice his marksmanship.

How to put it, he is also a bad guy, how can he do it without top marksmanship?

Besides, Wanchai Gunslinger, what awe-inspiring words! .

Chapter 35 Land mine traps, prepare for a rainy day!

A misunderstanding ended with Xu Zhengyang's surrender!

In the villa, both Yang Qian'er's nephew and the servants were so shocked that an egg could be stuffed in their mouths.

The group of bodyguards with good skills were completely stimulated by the confrontation between the two. Xu Zhengyang's skills, which they had learned just now, were not rivals at all.

But no matter what people say, he is also the bodyguard of a head of state, and it is normal to have such skills.

"Ah, hello! How can you have such skill as a poor guy who graduated from the police academy? You beat Xu Zhengyang even bowed his head and surrendered. Isn't it too much?"

"Being beaten into a coma just like the policeman just now is the normal script for you policemen, okay?"

"With such skills, what are you doing? Wouldn't it be nice to be the governor of Hong Kong or the bodyguard of the super rich in Hong Kong?"

"With an annual salary of one million, luxury cars and beauties, don't you have everything? Why bother to come out and work as a poor man!"

The bodyguards shouted silently in their hearts, but Wang Jin couldn't hear them anymore, and even if he heard them, he wouldn't care.

Is he, Wang Jin, a man without money?

He's super rich, okay? Being a poor guy is just a way for him to pass the time!

How can there be no fun in life?

"That's great! Can you teach me Kung Fu!"

Yang Qian'er's nephew, Billy, looked at Xu Zhengyang and Wang Jin with admiration, wanting to learn the very cool fighting style just now.

At this time, little Billy was just at the age of playing. He only saw the fighting between the two and thought it was cool, but he didn't know the danger of the confrontation between the two.

If it weren't for the two of them tacitly exchanging ideas with each other, if they were a little careless, they might end up dying on the spot.

"I'm very busy. I'm not as free as your Uncle Xu. I'll call you Uncle Xu and teach you!"

Wang Jin walked over, rubbed little Billy's head, and shamelessly left this task to Xu Zhengyang. He was not free, he was just lazy.

Xu Zhengyang was also a little speechless, he didn't promise to teach little Billy, protecting Yang Qian'er is his task, okay?

However, Wang Jin agreed for him, and he really couldn't say anything, so he planned to watch it when he was free.

"Oh, not good! Miss Yang!"

Ah Qiang, who just woke up from a coma, yelled, instantly attracting everyone's attention, and then everyone remembered that Yang Qian'er seemed to be still under the sofa.

Suddenly, a flurry of hands and feet pulled her out from under the sofa.

Yang Qian'er, with disheveled hair, crawled out from under the sofa. She was so embarrassed that she exploded with rage.

"This is my home. What are you doing to protect me? Make my home a mess?"

Facing Yang Qian'er's questioning, Wang Jin shrugged his shoulders without paying attention, lit a cigarette for himself, and walked out of the room shaking his head, pretending that Yang Qian'er didn't exist at all.

Xu Zhengyang also had a deadpan expressionless face, not showing the slightest sign.

On the contrary, Sister Hao, the servant of the villa, saw the smoking microwave oven, thought of something, lightly patted little Billy on the head, and said happily.

"I've told you several times, don't put canned food in the microwave, it will explode, what if the house burns down!"

The few people who knew the cause of the explosion also knew that it was Little Billy's carelessness that caused the current farce, and they immediately relaxed, as long as it wasn't a bomb.

It's hard for Yang Qian'er to say anything more. The matter was caused by her beloved nephew. She can't blame Xu Zhengyang anymore, otherwise she would be too incompetent. Xu Zhengyang also wanted to protect her.

Not long after, the villa became quiet!

Xu Zhengyang and Yang Qian'er even got along well, perhaps because, with Wang Jin as a disgusting and unpleasant target first, Yang Qian'er didn't feel that Xu Zhengyang was so difficult to get along with!

In the villa, Xu Zhengyang's arrival made Wang Jin heave a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he was completely at ease.

After handing over the security arrangement of the villa to Xu Zhengyang, Wang Jin moved a TV to the swimming pool without being polite at all.

A deck chair, a parasol, a pack of cigarettes, a large table of snacks and free juice from time to time by the maid Hao Jie.

Eating snacks, watching horse races, Wang Jin's small life, not to mention how unrestrained it is, is simply too leisurely.

Compared with Yang Qian'er, the master, he is also like the master of the villa, and he has no enthusiasm at all.

Even, because of Wang Jin's existence, Yang Qian'er never even visited this swimming pool.

After thinking for a long time, Wang Jin still found Xu Zhengyang.

At this time, Xu Zhengyang was patrolling the villa in a suit and wearing sunglasses. When he saw Wang Jin walking over with a black bag, he couldn't help saying hello curiously.

"What's the matter, Sir Wang? Is there something wrong?"

"Well! I thought about it, and I'd better leave this batch of things to you, after all, you are a professional!"

Wang Jin came in front of Xu Zhengyang, put the black bag on the lawn, and then unzipped the zipper. The twenty mines in the black bag were immediately exposed to Xu Zhengyang's eyes.

Xu Zhengyang's eyes widened in an instant. He is a professional soldier, how could he not even know about landmines? What surprised him was Wang Jin, where did he get these things.

This kind of thing is not available to ordinary gangsters, only the gangsters or troops who really run across the world have this thing.

Now Wang Jin actually brought him twenty in front of his face, even Xu Zhengyang couldn't help being a little surprised.

"Wang sir, you can get this thing? Xiangjiang is in such a mess now?"

Hearing this, Wang Jin couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and said angrily.

"What are you thinking! This is the equipment that I applied for with great difficulty. You think it is available everywhere! If this is the case, the whole Xiangjiang will be messed up!"

Xu Zhengyang thought, "That's right. Although Xiangjiang is a free port, it is more difficult to deal with than grenades. If anyone in Xiangjiang has it, it will be a disaster!"